You Need A Big God - Tumblr Posts
Mary Oliver, from “Franz Marc’s Blue Horses”, Blue Horses
a chassidic tale- a young boy woke up every morning hours before he needed to be awake just to go into the woods before school. when he got home, his mother would ask him what he was doing awake so early again. he told her “i go into the woods to talk to Gd”, to which she replied “you don’t need to go to the woods for that. you know Gd is the same everywhere, right?” and the little boy said “i know. but i’m not.”
the most erotic and transgressive act is to allow oneself to be seen by another
every day i wake up and drink my silly little coffee while God eats my heart like a pomegranate in front of me
God comes through my open window every night, presses His body against mine, and tells me that love will destroy me if i let it; and i must let it. i go back to sleep
God is holding me in his arms trying to get me to settle down a little and i am clawing and hissing and biting so much
this is how God makes me feel. hope this helps!
‘god knows all of your ugliness,’ my mother says, ‘and loves you despite.’
‘is that supposed to make me feel loved?’ i reply. ‘i am still ugly. he is still god.’
